Chapter 123: Blow a Maverick
The chess power of the immortals in the book cannot be said to be weak, after all, he is also a senior enthusiast who has studied chess scores for thousands of years, but the intellectual sport of Go does not rely on learning chess scores to learn how well they learn, unlike martial arts, even if a chess player gets an ancient secret chess book, he can not get much improvement, at most it has reference value.
The old goblin's chess strength is equivalent to the level of the modern amateur eight-dan level, this rank cannot be said to be low, it has stood at the peak of the amateur level, and the chess players of the business eight-dan chess player have been similar to the professional four-dan chess player, but because they have not received professional training and do not have professional qualifications, they cannot obtain the professional rank.
However, even if he reaches the professional ninth dan and ranks first in the world, he is not the opponent of Alpha Dog, not to mention that Luo Feng's Go mini-game AI is already an advanced version of Alpha Dog many times, and he can play chess with the original Alpha Dog and cry in the toilet.
The Go chessboard is round, there are nineteen lines in latitude and longitude, and a total of 361 points are combined, and the computing power of the super quantum computer makes it a bit difficult to calculate the trajectory of every elementary particle in the universe like the Laplace demon, but it is as simple as eating and drinking water to calculate the changes of these 361 points.
In the book, the immortal couldn't let go of the old-timer's shelf, and generously let Luo Feng hold the black in the first game, but before he could get down, Luo Feng told him firmly that in terms of probability, the immortal in the book was determined to lose.
The final game, sure enough, in fact, before the endgame, the fairy in the book already knew that he had lost, the battle was lost, the dragon was beheaded, and he was powerless to return to the sky before he reached the middle game, and finally he lost more than 20 meshes, which can be described as a miserable gamble.
After the first sentence, it was the turn of the immortal in the book, obviously the first hand had a great advantage, but the old demon carefully did not have a bottom at all, the game just now, Luo Feng's chess strength has been shown, even if there is no B number in his heart, the immortal in the book also knows that he is not worse than the monk.
Sure enough, in the second game, the book fairy who was in charge of black also knew that he was cold before he reached the middle game, and any son left by the opponent was strategic, even if it was a few idle chess hands that fell casually at the beginning, but it became a killer weapon in the middle game, as if it had already been calculated.
What's even more infuriating is that in the book, immortals have to take a long time to play chess every move, but Luo Feng plays chess without thinking, and the move is faster than playing rapid chess, without thinking at all, and he looks like he is in a mess, but even if he falls in a second, he is exquisite step by step.
The monk played chess whimsically, without a trace, the immortal in the book could not find the corresponding chess path from the ancient score, but every time the magic calculation, people were stunned and exclaimed, the more they thought about it, the more they felt extremely profound, after these two games, even gave the immortal in the book great inspiration, so that he gained a lot of understanding, opened up his thinking, and his chess strength was faintly improved by a few points.
However, the immortal in the book has improved, and the monk's progress has been faster, as if he has seen through his chess path more and more, and he is playing more easily, just like the roundworm in his stomach, he knows where his next son will fall, from the beginning to the end, everything has been calculated.
Zhibai lost, and the immortal in the book could still comfort himself with the other party's advantage of taking the lead, but he never thought that Zhibai would lose even worse, and faintly felt that the other party had already touched him through, and on this three-foot chessboard, he could ravage him as much as he wanted.
Originally, it was agreed to win three out of five games, and after the second game, the fairy in the book wiped the chessboard, messed up the chess pieces, and said dejectedly: "No more!" Your monk's chess path is too weird, you don't follow the chess game at all, the game is a pleasant and elegant thing, but you are full of murderous spirit, the heart of victory and defeat is too strong, and the more you play, the more boring it becomes! ”
Luo Feng said apologetically: "The old donor is right, if you play another game, it is guaranteed that the old donor will have the illusion of 'as long as you work hard, you can win'." ”
In the book, the immortal heard the meaning of his words, which meant to coax him to play, and the middle game was no more and no less than half an eye to beat him, this is no longer a game competition, it is showing off his skills!
The immortal's cheek in the book is not as thick as Luo Feng, and he immediately rejected the invitation to play the next game, and happily admitted defeat, anyway, he only needs to win in any discipline, and there is no need to fight for a long time.
"The old man is playing the piano with you!"
suffered two defeats in a row, and the fairy in the book was holding back the anger in his heart, with a mentality like a gambler, and said that he would win it back no matter what, even if it was only one game!
Angrily swept the chess pieces on the stone table to the ground, and the immortal in the book pinched the trick and conjured a jade guqin, calmed down a little, and conjured a furnace of sandalwood.
Purple smoke curled up, the old goblin plucked the strings, and the clear sound of the piano echoed in the empty hall.
The music of Ding Ding Dong Dong, sometimes high and lofty like Mount Tai, sometimes soothing and soothing like a river, this song is the almost lost ancient qin song "High Mountain" and "Flowing Water".
This old goblin has quite good piano skills, after all, there are thousands of years of kung fu playing the piano, and just one "only familiar with the hands" can defeat the vast majority of violinists in the world.
It's just that the skills are familiar, but they still lack a little taste, after all, this is a black demon tower, there are no mountains and no flowing water, only a pair of scarlet beast eyes peeking in the dark.
If you play "Ambush on All Sides", it is in line with the artistic conception, but it is a pity that the fairy in the book is an old sassy bag, and he likes the tune of the world's masters, even if he is in prison, he must hold up the hermit master shelf and play ethereal music.
After he finished playing a song, Luo Feng applauded the venue very much, although the artistic conception of this song is a little worse than the environment, but the level of skill is still quite high, and it is also the level of the guqin everyone in modern times.
In the book, the fairy face was colorful, and he pointed to the jade Yaoqin, and said: "Monk, it's your turn, seeing that you don't have the piano, I'll lend you the old man's 'Luqi'!" I want to see if you, a monk who is not doing his job, can play the piano in addition to settling accounts and playing chess. ”
Luo Feng waved his hand and said with a smile: "The donor doesn't know, the poor monk was reincarnated in the extreme western continent in his previous life, where he was known as the 'great artist'...... In short, I'm serious about art. ”
There are many Buddhist monks who have awakened their wisdom, and their fate is displayed, and they can see the past life and the next life, Luo Feng boasted that he was a great artist in the extreme west in his previous life, although the immortals in the book were a little suspicious, he also believed it, and said: "It's really strange, the artistic level is too high, and the blessings of the gods can be understood, how can they be cursed by the gods?" ”
Luo Feng said seriously: "The artwork of the poor monk is too wonderful, and all living beings are shocked after reading it, but where the theme of the work is to praise the gods, then all living beings worship the gods, and the theme of creation exposes the ugliness of the gods, then the sentient beings spit on the gods, and control the faith of the world with the power of one person, which is deeply feared by the gods and cursed me!" ”
"Hiss......" Shuxian gasped and said, "Monk, your cowhide is really a bit big!" ”
Luo Feng spread his hands and said: "So, when the poor monk tells the truth, no one believes it, and when he deceives people, people believe it, and the poor monk is also helpless." ”